The Old Swimmin’ Hole (James Whitcomb Riley Poems)
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
Oh! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, And the ...
Where the bullrushes grow ranker(Oh, the long green spears a-gleam!)There the punt shall rock at anchorIn the stream;By the weir's ...
The Morning Star paled slowly, the Cross hung low to the sea,And down the shadowy reaches the tide came swirling ...
OH! the old swimmin'-hole! whare the crick so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that was laying half asleep, ...
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